Min Yoongi is a florist he owns a small flower shop in a near huge company building that owned by a famous model Kim Seokjin. Seokjin wants an expansion for his company and for him to do that. This small flower shop need to be demolished but the owner just can't go. As he owns the place legally. Seokjin has been offering him a big cost of money but Yoongi didn't accept it. He just won't and will never accept it because the flower shop was inherited by his late grandma who really loves flowers. Maindish: Jin⬆️Yoongi⬇️ Sidedish: Tae⬆️Kook⬇️ 4-10-20 -

A story of 6 magical people falling in love with a magical person. 𝕱𝖎𝖓𝖎𝖘𝖍𝖊𝖉

Weak Hero Class x Stray Kids Lee Felix x Female oc (Kang Ryumin) "𝓘 𝓶𝓮𝓪𝓷, 𝓱𝓮'𝓼 𝓹𝓻𝓮𝓽𝓽𝔂, 𝓫𝓾𝓽 𝓱𝓮'𝓼 𝓪 𝓽𝓸𝓽𝓪𝓵 𝓵𝓸𝓼𝓮𝓻." 𝗜𝗡 𝗪𝗛𝗜𝗖𝗛 𝕃𝕖𝕖 𝔽𝕖𝕝𝕚𝕩 finds himself intrigued by a feisty junior at his new school and attempts to get closer to her only to then fall head over heels, all while dealing with gang issues together with his friends, 𝗢𝗥❟ 𝗜𝗡 𝗪𝗛𝗜𝗖𝗛 𝕂𝕒𝕟𝕘 ℝ𝕪𝕦𝕞𝕚𝕟 feels obligated to keep the new weirdos out of trouble and ends up solving the mess they made with the Union, though unaware of the obviously lovesick boy's feelings. "𝓦𝓱𝓪𝓽 𝔀𝓪𝓼 𝓽𝓱𝓪𝓽 𝓪𝓫𝓸𝓾𝓽 𝓶𝓮 𝓫𝓮𝓲𝓷𝓰 𝓹𝓻𝓮𝓽𝓽𝔂?"

-Not A Real Person- Started: 2020-02-08 Universe 3 (COVID irradiated in July): Male solo, EXO

What would you do to survive...what would you do to protect the ones you love...how far are you willing to lose your humanity... What started as a normal morning for Y/N a new Rookie Sheriff deputy for King County. Quickly turns into a waking nightmare. Being forced to quickly fight for not just his own survival but to protect those who can't. Challenging choices and meeting people who he'll save, protect, love, care for....or lose himself in the process. TWD X MALE READER/ MAGGIE GREENE X MALE READER/ TWDFANFIC

Ethan Rhee is a 15-year-old boy. He has been alone since his mother died from a bite, and his older brother hadn't come home from delivering pizzas, or the beginning, in a simpler answer. Ethan stumbled across a prison that seemed relatively clear. Once he hit the gate and was about to break in, a gun was pointed at his head by two women and a boy. Carl Grimes X Male Oc (READ WHOLE DESCRIPTION IT IS IMPORTANT!!) I don't own The Walking Dead or the characters from the show, I only own my Oc's. Ethan is Glenn's younger half-brother. Glenn and Ethan look similar but different at the same time. Their mother taught them the same thing: to protect the family at all costs, and that it's the most important thing. Ethan was the rebellious one, as Glenn was the perfect son; all Ethan ever wanted was the same respect his mother had given Glenn. UNDERGOING EDITING AS OF 1/8/26

"Dale.." The words died in Riven's throat as he turned to look at Dale. Dale was lying on the ground, and his eyes were wide, horrified. His stomach was ripped open, and he was panting and moaning in pain, gurgling. Riven fell to his knees beside him, shaking his head in denial. Not Dale, Dale can't die, not him. "Just.. just hold on," "Help! We need help over here!" Riven shouted as loud as he could, hoping the others could hear him. "Shit, fuck, what do i do?" Tears welled up in his eyes as he removed his jacket, his hands were shaking as he placed his jacket over Dale's stomach causing Dale to gurgle. "I'm sorry, I'm sorry, old man.. help!" Dale's hand touched his arm, and Riven looked at him as tears slid down his face, blurring his vision, but Riven could see Dale reaching for his knife. "No, no, we can.. Hershel can help you." He was trying to convince himself that Dale wasn't dying, but there was no hope for Dale. He was in pain, and he was asking for mercy. Riven reached for his knife, his fingers curling around the leather, and he sniffled, nodding his head. "I'm sorry.." "I'm so sorry."

Sam: I was raised the way that teaches you to be selfless. That's what I was doing my whole life. Taking care of my little brother when my parents couldn't or didn't want to, helping with chores, working, doing my best at school so I don't embarrass my family name, following my father's dreams and mothers expectations. Everything for them, to satisfy them, to please them. No one was ever satisfied with me though, I'm never good enough for no one. So as usual I bought a drink to reward myself for a once again perfect score on the exam. One drink turns into five and I find myself following some guy with pretty eyes. What I didn't know is that next time we meet I'm not going to be the one drunk and it's not going to be the last time I see him either. Quite the opposite, he'll manage to turn my life upside down, ruining it completely, and only the end of the world will be able to fix all of it. Daryl: When I was younger I used to think I was born with a curse in my blood, but then I understood that life is just a bitch. From my mother's death to surviving under my father's thumb and then jumping under Merle's. Whole my life I stood neck deep in shit, be it bird shit, my own shit or my family's. Every day is a stupid fight to not drown in that pool of shit, and for years the only thing keeping me floating were drugs and alcohol. But then, this bloody sunshine dropped into my life. After all the years of violence and roughness I grew to crave him like a secret drug. His gentle touch, his unconditional love and care. As much as my scarred soul craves it, this thing between us is crossing all the lines and breaking all the rules I knew. So I drown in ecstasy and weed even more, trying to figure myself out, so lost in my own bullshit that I didn't notice that his perfect life isn't as good as he says it is, and when I finally open my eyes, he's gone. He's fucking gone, and world is too, or at least the way we knew it.

𝘋𝘢𝘳𝘺𝘭 𝘋𝘪𝘹𝘰𝘯/𝘖𝘳𝘪𝘨𝘪𝘯𝘢𝘭 𝘔𝘢𝘭𝘦 𝘊𝘩𝘢𝘳𝘢𝘤𝘵𝘦𝘳 Marshall Hill was just an aspiring architect before The Turn forced him to become something else: a survivor. It hasn't been easy. For one reason or another, he always ends up alone. Everyone leaves him behind. He thought it would just be easier to try toughing through the grit alone to stay alive, but he can't keep avoiding people forever. With his supplies running low and his tremors getting worse, he has a decision to make. Can he trust a new group of strangers? Can he open himself up and learn to feel safe again? It feels so far away, but, honestly? He thinks he'd be better off dead than alone. SECOND BOOK IS UP! ᴇᴠᴇɴᴛᴜᴀʟ ᴅᴀʀʏʟ/ᴏᴍᴄ ＠Ｌｉｔｈｏｐｈｅｎｅ ｏｎ Ａｒｃｈｉｖｅｓ Ｏｆ Ｏｕｒ Ｏｗｎ （ＡＯ３） Posted directly from Ao3. I am NOT the original Author.

{𝘉𝘦𝘵𝘩 𝘎𝘳𝘦𝘦𝘯𝘦/𝘖𝘳𝘪𝘨𝘪𝘯𝘢𝘭 𝘔𝘢𝘭𝘦 𝘊𝘩𝘢𝘳𝘢𝘤𝘵𝘦𝘳} ~~~ "𝘠𝘰𝘶 𝘳𝘦𝘢𝘭𝘭𝘺 𝘢𝘳𝘦 𝘢𝘯 𝘪𝘥𝘪𝘰𝘵 𝘢𝘳𝘦𝘯'𝘵 𝘺𝘰𝘶?" 𝘚𝘩𝘦 𝘮𝘶𝘮𝘣𝘭𝘦𝘴 𝘶𝘯𝘥𝘦𝘳 𝘩𝘦𝘳 𝘣𝘳𝘦𝘢𝘵𝘩... "𝘔𝘮- 𝘚𝘰𝘳𝘳𝘺 𝘸𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘸𝘢𝘴 𝘵𝘩𝘢𝘵?" "𝘊𝘰𝘮𝘦 𝘤𝘭𝘰𝘴𝘦𝘳 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘐'𝘭𝘭 𝘵𝘦𝘭𝘭 𝘺𝘰𝘶." 𝘐 𝘱𝘭𝘢𝘤𝘦 𝘮𝘺 𝘩𝘢𝘯𝘥𝘴 𝘪𝘯 𝘮𝘺 𝘱𝘰𝘤𝘬𝘦𝘵𝘴 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘭𝘦𝘢𝘯 𝘰𝘷𝘦𝘳 𝘩𝘦𝘳... "𝘐 𝘴𝘢𝘪𝘥 𝘺𝘰𝘶'𝘳𝘦 𝘢𝘯 𝘪𝘥𝘪𝘰𝘵." ~~~ Francis Dean Morgan known by many names, first, middle, last, but none ever as enticing as France. The sickly sweet nickname that rolled off the tongue of the blonde farmer's daughter. He was a mess, and she helped keep him together. ~~~ ✮⋆˙ season 1 - ? ✮⋆˙ update frequency varies!! ✮⋆˙ TW: drugs, alcoholism, self harm, abuse, violence, explicit sexual content, sexual assault, offensive language, mental illness. ⋆˚꩜｡ started - Apr 4th, 2020 ⋆˚꩜｡ began rewrite - Sep 22nd, 2025 ⋆˚꩜｡ finished - MILESTONES!! #2 in #bethgreene Oct 9, 2025 COPYRIGHT DISCLAIMER: I do not own any characters or plot lines from the television show The Walking Dead. All rights go to AMC and their original writers and creators. I only own Francis and his story. There will be some moments not in the show and some moments from the show that will be rewritten entirely. ~~~ I started this story when I was around 15 but I'm currently rewriting it! This fanfic holds a special place in my heart and I really wanted to share it!! <3